So, mother of the groom calls and schedules an appointment for her son and soon to be daughter-in-law's wedding. I thought nothing of it until they arrived at my office and the bride immediately went in to the bathroom with 3 wedding dresses and a flock of people. Its a one person bathroom. After a brief period of time and my stellar investigative skills ... I learned that this was a "surprise wedding" ... or, as I'd like to call it ... a "wedding by ambush."
Picture this: you go the courthouse with your whole family, including your "baby daddy's mother" (bride's words, not mine). You think you are there for babby daddy mother's court date (because she really does have one coming up). You are led to the Clerk's office, told to sign some papers, swear under oath that you are the person on the paperwork and swear under oath that your answers are true and accurate. You really have no idea what's happening - when someone says "surprise! you're getting married in about 30 minutes!"
You walk a block to my office for your appointment - and your mother-in-law to be hands you 3 dresses, asks where the bathroom is and then shoves you and a handful of other people in to the bathroom. Your entourage, now piled in to a one-person bathroom, begins to liberally apply hairspray and perfume to you while you try on the 3 dresses someone else picked out that morning from the Ross around the corner. **FYI: I mean, they REALLY hair spray the hell out of your hair & douse you in perfume (because as I later learned you did not shower for what you thought was your soon to be mother-in-law's court date and because you are most likely covered in the things that small children cover you in).
**Another side note: the hairspray and perfume lingered for what seemed like days.
Now the people crammed in to the bathroom with you are also applying someone else's make-up to your face, stuffing you in to the only one of the three dresses they brought that kind of fits you and shoving you in to some shoes that your feet immediately declare are uncomfortable; all this while your husband-to-be sits in the lobby paying zero attention to the screaming children running amok.
The couple were no strangers to each other - the screaming children were theirs, together; BUT I'm guessing the bride REALLY REALLY wanted to get married ~ and REALLY REALLY wanted to get married to this guy because she turned a blind eye to the fact that the groom knew about the wedding by ambush and that despite the entourage did their best to get her "all dolled up" in an office bathroom he was content getting married in sweats with food stains on the front.
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
You married me two years ago ....
Caller: Hi, I'd like to schedule a wedding with you. You married me 2 years ago.
Me: Oh, okay, so you want to do a renewal - not a wedding.
Caller: Oh, no, that marriage only lasted a month.
Me: Umm ... oh ... I'm sorry to hear that ...
Caller: But you were so nice and genuine ... and your ceremony was so thoughtful and sincere, I just knew I had to have you again.
Me: Umm ... thank you, that's very kind of you to say.
Caller: Yeah. My fiance' saw that your name was circled and knew that it had to be you, but ... umm ... well, he doesn't know why.
Me: Umm ... well, okay, I'll not mention the previous wedding then, I guess?
Caller: Okay, that would be great.
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